Father Chen smiled and said: "It's possible, but we don't have enough bricks and tiles. But there's no rush. Let's build the courtyard wall first, and then we can buy as many bricks and tiles as we need."

He looked at the leaky stove house and suggested: "When rebuilding the stove house, you can also put the oven in. But you need to go to Li Zheng's house to change the deed drawings."

Any expansion or reconstruction in the village requires Li Zheng's nod of approval, and the new property deeds and drawings must be stamped and signed.

However, Li Zheng generally would not refuse this kind of renovation in his own yard.

Father Chen felt that Yang Mu entertained them and his son, so he was especially considerate of her and said: "If Miss Yang has a lot of money, I suggest you take advantage of this time to build all the houses you want to build, and let Li Zheng pay the deeds to the house at once

changed."

Yang Muzheng has this intention. In the future, when Yang Shitou grows up, he will marry a wife and have children. Qiuqiu will also have to have his own nest, and the house at home will not be enough.

"Uncle Chen, how much money does it cost to build a house?"

Father Chen said: "It depends on how much it will be added. We will calculate it later."

He asked his three sons to take out a bag of white ash and start drawing the lines of the courtyard wall, while he and Yang Mu discussed where to build a house.

Father Chen is a veteran. After discussing it, he quickly drew a drawing for Yang Mu.

Father Chen put down the charcoal and said: "To build three more rooms in the backyard and two more rooms in the front yard, the bricks and tiles will cost about twenty taels of silver. I'll give you six taels of labor."

Yang Mu still had a lot of money left in his hand, enough to cover it.

She nodded in agreement with the plan. She first went to Old Man Fei in Back Mountain and picked up half a bucket of milk. Then she went to the trap to look, and there was an adult wild boar there!

Ah this...

Yang Mu was a little embarrassed. If he told me about his luck, no one would believe him.

The wild boar is too big, weighing at least more than three hundred kilograms.

After carrying the wild boar home, even Yang Mu's legs felt a little weak.

She drank a large bowl of water and saw that the Chen family and his son had already drawn white gray lines on the ground and were sitting on the ground drinking water.

Yang Mu went to the entrance of the village and waited. It was not until 6 o'clock that the ox cart delivering bricks arrived.

Seven oxen carts worth of bricks.

The old cow was breathing hot air from his nose, and his tired legs were shaking.

After unloading the truck, Yang Mu settled the balance with the people who pulled the truck and gave them a drink of water.

The people pulling the cart rested for a while and then left.

The Chen family's father and son looked at the bricks all over the yard and began to build the courtyard wall with mud.

Yang Mu remembered that ancient walls were filled with glutinous rice soup, so he boiled several large pots of glutinous rice soup and asked the Chen family and his son to use it instead of water.

Father Chen smiled and said: "Miss Yang is still an expert. This glutinous rice water cannot be used by rich people!"

While talking, the eldest son of the Chen family has already mixed the mud, and the second and third sons of the Chen family have already pulled the line.

The yard was in full swing.

Yang Mu went to the West House to deliver medicine to Mu Dalang.

Look at the end of the script that Mu Dalang is writing about "The Match of the Immortals".

She smiled and said: "Don't worry, once the bookstore sells the first two books, we can raise the price."

Mu Dalang collected the written manuscript, spread out the paper, and said: "I have nothing to do."

You can't really just eat soft rice, right?

He, the dignified Lin Dalang, would never be a soft-boiled man!

The fingers with clear joints held a cheap writing brush, and with a big stroke, he wrote the title of the book - "Mu Gui".

Yang Mu tilted his head, as if thinking.

This is not a story she has told. Is Mu Dalang going to create his own story?

And used her name?

She pointed to the word "mu" on the paper and pretended to be surprised: "Does this word look like the word on my little gourd?"

It's just that there is one more point.

Mu Dalang raised his eyes and glanced at her. There seemed to be a hint of smile in his ancient well-like eyes, and he said: "It's your name. The word below reads 'return'."

Yang Mu's heart moved. She couldn't keep pretending not to read. This was an opportunity.

At night, she could ask questions word by word, and gradually she could no longer pretend to be illiterate.

After coming out of the west room, Yang Mu took the drawings and house deeds and went to Li Zheng's house.

Li Zheng's grandson's daughter-in-law had just given birth, and the baby was babbling and crying.

Li Zheng's daughter-in-law, Ma, was very happy to see Yang Mu bring a large bowl of milk, and urged Li Zheng to change the house deed for Yang Mu.

After Yang Mu left, Ma's face looked sad.

"Look at what the old Yang family does, it's not as good as this bandit's granddaughter!"

Li Zheng lifted his coat and nodded, his wife was absolutely right!

After only a few days of separation, Mu Yatou started to expand the house!

Li Zheng suddenly frowned and said to himself: "Where does this kid get his money?"

The modified house deed would cost at least twenty taels of silver to build, and with her building the courtyard wall today, this was no small sum of money.

But when Yang Mu split up his family, he only got ten taels of silver as the splitting fee!

Ma said from the side: "This girl Mu is also very diligent. She goes to the mountains to hunt every day, so the family can eat meat every day!"

Ma didn't understand, but Li Zheng knew that it was difficult to make so much money just by hunting.

…

Yang Mu made a large pot of rice, fried vegetables, cabbage stew, fried meat slices with wild mushrooms, and fish soup for lunch.

There were many people eating at home, so Yang Mu cooked large portions, and all the dishes were served in basins.

The Chen family's father and son were covered in sweat, so they washed themselves off and sat down to eat.

The youngest son of the Chen family was stunned when he looked at the table of rice.

Is there meat?

Is there so much meat?

He hasn't eaten meat for a long time!

Is it New Year’s Eve today?

The well-informed Father Chen was also stunned. Even if he worked in a wealthy family, he had never had such a meal.

Yang Mu was afraid that the Chen family and his son would feel uncomfortable eating with them, so he had already set aside the meals for the three of his family and took them to the west room.

After bringing Yang Shitou back, the three of them gathered in the west room for dinner.

Yang Shitou was not very good at using chopsticks yet, so he took big gulps of rice with a spoon.

Mu Dalang asked: "When will you go to the county next time?"

Yang Mu swallowed the cabbage in his mouth and asked, "Is there anything you need to buy?"

Mu Dalang said: "There is a letter, I would like to trouble you to send it."

Yang Mu was stunned, feeling a little sad in his heart.

Did he want to write a letter home with news?

Is he finally leaving?

Seeing Yang Mu's sudden silence, Mu Dalang curled up the corners of his mouth and said, "It's other things, not what you think."

Yang Mu glanced at him in confusion, what else?

Huh? How do you know what I'm thinking?

Mu Dalang said: "Starting tonight, I will teach you how to read and digit."

He glanced at the script he wrote today and said, "Just learn from that."

Children usually start learning from catchy books such as "Three Character Classic", "Hundred Family Surnames" and "Thousand Character Classic".

But for adults, it’s best to start by reading what interests you most.

Yang Mu blinked, Huh?

Husband and wife are of the same mind and coincide with each other!

She immediately forgot about her surprise at sending the letter just now, and simply responded, seemingly with a smile on her face.

Mu Dalang looked at her blankly. The woman in front of him seemed to be incomparable with the little girl when he was a child.

After many years, he still remembered the inferiority and loneliness in that little sister's eyes.

Now that she had lived in the village for so long and had such a bright smile, he hesitated whether he should send the news of finding Yang Mu back to the capital.

I'm working hard to save the manuscript, and try to post as many as possible during the Chinese New Year.

Tomorrow, on the New Year's Eve, I will post two chapters. Please remember to read them~
Chapter completed!